My dear, sweet Alexander-

My father left me. My mother died from sickness. My town was destroyed in the hurricane. The tsunami killed almost everyone. My brother died right in front of me. Only blood left? My cousin who lives in a different country. Everything I love gone. The only things I have? My brain, a small stuffed lion, my computer, and the clothes on my back.
Now I was going to New York.
Leaving Nevis.
Leaving the memories.
So I hoped.
I boarded the plane.
I didn't like heights.
So I closed my eyes and zoned out of the world.
I had a scholarship to King's College.
I hoped life would be better.
But I didn't have too high of expectations.
Don't raise your hopes otherwise you'll be disappointed.
Then I saw it.
The skyline.
The startling blue.
The tall towers.
I was in a new town.
A new place.
I would make it.
I could do this.
I stepped off the plane, ready to face the world.
Ready to start a new life.